The Lizard King

A free-verse poem about the late Doors frontman Jim Morrison.

The Lizard King

Standing without prose

A dancer with the microphone stand 

as his partner,

The Lizard King spake

words while wasting away as

his band added to the shriek

His words, small bombs

that EXPLODED in the mind

His bite began the Beginning

When he started he withered

drowning in the lake of blue water

When we needed Him he was wasted

No one like the American Poet

Had ever truly appeared, no one 

like him has proceeded

A musician judged by his music

when he couldn't play a note

remembered as a maniac

With a keyboard he gave

the dark side a shine

within inches of the grave

Now the Lizard King

lives on in frequencies

his words etched into the minds of the public...

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Jim Morrison and the doors are my favorite. My favorite tape is Jim Morrison reading his words as poetry. Good description of a man with great talent. I believe he saw too much. Lizard King is alive and well because of his music and what he stood for. Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote